Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2011 19:20:39 -0800 (PST)
From: alex boulder
Subject: masturbation stories 2
These are adult stories with mature content intended for adults over the
age of 18 only. Please do not read these stories if you are under 18 years
of age, or if doing so is illegal where you live, or if you are offended by
material of a sexual or homosexual nature.
Here are more of my masturbation stories. I love playing with myself, and
hope you do too. Feel free to email me and let me know what you think, or
share your own experiences.
Dressing Room Delights
Over the years on of the places that I have jerked off quite a few times is
clothing or department store dressing rooms. There is something about being
in a semi-public place, safe in a cubicle yet in the center of a busy
store, surrounded by mirrors to watch myself in. Plus it gives me an
opportunity to indulge my fetish for underwear. One day I visited three
stores and stroked my dick in the dressing room of all of them. I started
at Target. First I browsed the underwear section of the men's department. I
love shopping for underwear, just the site of briefs and bikinis and the
pictures on the packaging turns me on, and I like eyeing up other guys who
are looking at the underwear, imagining what they look like wearing them. I
picked out a couple of pairs of cotton/spandex blend trunks that they had
on hangers. Then I quickly picked out some pants I had no intention of
buying. I held the underwear in my hand and draped the pants over the top,
hiding the underwear, then went to the dressing room and asked to try on
the pants, simple!
Once inside I quickly stripped naked (left my socks on in case anyone was
looking under the door). The cubicle was very small, but it had 3 mirrors,
so I had a 360 degree view of my naked body. I admired myself in the
mirror, slowly running my hands all over my body, caressing myself,
fondling my nipples, lightly brushing my thighs, my ass, fondling my
balls. My dick was rock hard. I slipped a pair of the trunks on and admired
the big bulge my boner made in the front. I rubbed myself through the
slinky fabric, which clung tightly to my body. I adjusted my dick so that
it stuck straight out from my body, making a big tent in the front of the
trunks, then I masturbated with my fist wrapped the tent. I leaked a
little pre-cum inside the trunks. I slipped them off and tried the other
pair on, and stroked and rubbed myself in that pair too. Then I slipped
them off and wrapped them tightly around my cock and jacked myself with
them. Finally I carefully put both pairs of trunks back on their hangers. I
got dressed, slipped out of the changing room, and snuck the trunks back
onto the underwear racks before returning the pants to where I got them
from. Now some guy would buy underwear that I had worn and stroked myself
in, his balls would sit where my balls had sat, and his cock would touch a
little dry patch of my pre-cum!
I left the store and went next to TJ Maxx. I picked out 3 pairs of
underpants from the sale rack where they were out of their original
packaging and for sale individually, two sexy pairs of bikini briefs and a
pair of Tommy Hilfigger tighty whities. I snuck them into the dressing room
under a couple of pairs of jeans and quickly stripped naked. I tried each
pair of undies on in turn, looking at myself in the mirror, admiring the
way my boner bulged the pouch in each one, stroking my rock hard cock and
caressing my aching balls through each of them. I really liked a black pair
of thin nylon bikini briefs that clung to the outline of my throbbing dick,
showing every detail through the tight fabric, and decided to buy them. I
got dressed, put the other 2 pairs back on the sale rack, and bought the
black undies to play with at home.
Finally I went to a department store. I picked out a jockstrap from the
sports department, then took it with some clothes into the dressing
room. In this store the dressing rooms were in a line facing the main sales
floor, and only had curtains, not doors. I carefully undid the packaging
and slipped the jockstrap out, then got naked behind the curtain and put it
on. I sat back on the bench on the back wall and leant back and put my legs
up in the air, so my bare ass was exposed. I rubbed my cock through the
pouch of the jock and fingered my asshole. If anyone pulled the curtain
aside to see if I needed help or to see if the cubicle was empty I would be
exposed to the entire store, laying on my back, legs in the air, wanking in
a jockstrap, finger up my ass! I leaked some pore-cum into the jock.
Finally, when my balls were about to burst, I stood up and ripped the jock
off. I stood stark naked just behind the curtain and stroked my cock in a
frenzy until I came. In my crazed state of horniness I had forgotten to
bring any tissues or articles of clothing over by the curtain with me,
everything was out of reach back on the bench, so as the cum started to
spurt from my pulsing cock I had to catch it in my cupped hand, while
trying to stifle the moans and gasps and grunts of pleasure as the orgasm
shook my naked body. When it was done I quickly stepped back to the bench
and wiped the cum all over my underwear and slipped the cummy briefs on,
then got dressed. I very carefully folded the jockstrap and slipped it back
into the packaging and returned it to the sports department. Overall it was
a very exciting masturbation outing!
Almost Caught, Wanking at Work!
It was a quiet afternoon at work, not much going on, and I was feeling
horny as hell. I had been playing with myself under my desk for an hour or
so, my fly unzipped, and one hand inside my pants, stroking my penis and
fondling my balls through my underpants as I furtively looked at gay porn
on my office computer, keeping one eye on my office door for anyone
approaching. Some days I would continue to masturbate right at my desk like
this, jerking off in my pants till I would cum in my underwear. Other days
I would walk down the hall to the washroom, lock myself in a stall, pull my
pants and briefs to my ankles, rip my shirt right off, and beat off
standing up, leaning back over the toilet. But today I was so horny I
wanted more. I wanted to get totally naked and masturbate freely. I had got
totally naked at work before, but only late in the evening or on weekends,
when the place was deserted and all locked up (I was trusted with a key for
working late).
There was one possibility, the building was old, and there was a musty,
dusty basement down a steep flight of stairs. Nothing down there but junk
and boxes of old files piled haphazardly among big concrete columns. Hardly
anyone ever went down there. And nothing was going on, surely no-one would
miss me for half an hour or so. I grabbed my digital camera (I am an
exhibitionist and love to take pictures of myself naked and masturbating),
and made my way to the basement door, making sure no-one saw me. I slipped
through the door and hurried down the stairs.
I went to the far corner of the basement, behind a row of big, rough
concrete columns, and quickly stripped stark naked. Off came my shirt, my
pants, shoes, socks, underpants, everythingf. My dick was already hard as a
rock. I grabbed my tumescent boner in my fist and paraded around the
basement, stroking my hard shaft, fondling my balls, rubbing the head of my
knob on the piles of boxes, on the wall, on the concrete columns. I put the
camera on a pile of boxes, set the self timer, and took pictures of myself
stroking my cock, playing with my balls, and humping my cock against the
rough concrete of the columns. I stood against one of the columns, my arms
wrapped around it, and I moaned softly as I moved my naked body up and down
the cool concrete, clenching my ass cheeks, sliding my throbbing, dripping
man-tool over the rough surface. I was getting ready to cum, the pressure
building in my balls, a light sheen of sweat breaking out all over my
body. I was breathing hard now, panting a little, my ass making rapid
little thrusts, rocking my cock hard against the column, my balls swinging
between my thighs.
Suddenly I heard someone calling my name in the distance, I paused mid
thrust, I heard it again, closer and then, Oh shit! I heard the basement
door open and much louder my colleague John called out "Alex! Are down
there?" and then the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs!! I found
out later there was an urgent phone call for me and they had searched the
whole building looking for me. In that instant I was in a panic. My clothes
were only a few feet away, but if I went for them the sound of my movement
would give away my location, and there was no way I could get dressed
properly before John found me! The alternative was to stay where I was,
keep quiet, and hope that he would not search the basement properly but
would figure no-one was there and leave. That is what I decided to do. As
he called my name again I slid around to the far side of the column and
stood now with my back to it, my ass pressed to the cold surface, trying to
flatten my body against it. My dick had gone limp and my heart was beating
like crazy.
John reached the bottom of the stairs and kept walking slowly towards me!
He called my name one more time. Was he going to keep on walking? I was
scared shitless now, I would be totally humiliated if he found me hiding
naked behind the column, everybody would find out about it, and presumably
I would be fired too. He stopped walking and the basement went very quiet,
what was he doing? Did he already know I was there? Could he hear me
breathing? Hear the thundering sound of my heart beating? Then I remembered
the camera still sitting on the boxes. If he found me he would find the
camera too. It belonged to work. Not only would he see me naked, everyone
at work would get to see the pictures of me parading around the basement
masturbating! Suddenly John caughed and I almost pissed myself with
fear. Then, he just turned and walked back up the stairs and left!
Relief flooded through me. As soon as the door had closed behind him, my
close call turned from pure fright to a weird kind of heightened sexual
arousal. Once I knew he was not really going to catch me, the fantasy of
John catching me got my cock hard again, the fantasy of him catching me
wanking off and deciding to join me, dropping his pants and whipping his
own cock out, the two of us jacking off together.....I grabbed my cock,
leant back against the column, and jerked off in a raging fury, my fist
flying up and down my rock-hard shaft. After just a few seconds of pounding
my rod my back arched, I rose up on my tip toes, thrust my hips forward and
my cock exploded with blast after blast of cum, shooting hot jizz several
feet in the air and splattering all over the floor. As the climax subsided
I came to my senses again and realized they might still be looking for me,
and might return to look in the basement again. I grabbed my clothes,
pulled my underwear over my dripping dick, and quickly dressed, then
hurried up the stairs. I crept through the door unseen and made my way
round the back of the building before walking back in a side door, acting
surprised that people were looking for me. That had been a foolish close
call!
Giving myself a Hotel Hand-Job
On a recent business trip I was staying in a really nice hotel in a big
city, with a whole evening free. I decided to really relax. First I
stripped off and took a long, hot shower, letting the powerful hot water
jets pound down all over my naked body, it felt so sensual, I felt a
familiar warmth spreading through my groin and my manhood beginning to
swell up between my thighs. I slowly soaped myself all over with the
fragrant luxury body-wash that the hotel provided, covering my body in rich
lather, rubbing it into my skin, lathering every inch of myself. I soaped
my testicles repeatedly, fondling my nut-sac with sudsy hands, then stroked
my engorged penis lightly with well lathered hands, my erection growing to
full strength now. I bent forward and caressed the cheeks of my bottom,
then ran my soapy hand into my butt-crack, pushing it deeper between my
ass-cheeks until one finger reached my tight little asshole. I bent right
over, grabbing the shower rail for support with my other hand, and rubbed
my asshole with my soapy finger, working it, pushing a little, until I
pushed my finger right up my ass. Then I fingered my asshole, pushing my
finger in and out, in and out, finger-fucking myself, I slipped a second
finger up my ass and fingered myself harder. It felt wonderful.
After a while I stopped, rinsed the soap off, and stepped out of the
shower. I dried myself off and slipped on a sexy pair of skimpy white lycra
bikini briefs I had brought with me. I admired my reflection in the full
length mirror, I looked hot in them, I thought, and my package bulged
nicely! I picked up the room phone and ordered a nice bottle of red wine on
room service, they said they would send it up right away. I slipped on a
hotel robe, lay on the bed and waited.
Five minutes later there was a knock at my door. I checked thru the spy
hole, it was my wine, being delivered by a young guy in his late
20's. Great! Quickly I took the robe off and threw it in the closet. I
opened the door wearing only the skimpy bikini, slightly embarrassing the
young man. I apologized and told him I had just stepped out of the
shower. He came in and brought the wine and glasses. As he set them down I
think maybe he was checking me out, my dick got a little stiff again
showing off in front of him like that. I asked him to open the bottle for
me, and I leant back against the wall, displaying myself to him as he
fumbled with the corkscrew. My dick was getting harder, and that was
obvious in my skimpy little underwear. When he had the bottle open he
poured me a glass and smiled nervously, I leaned close to take the
wineglass, and I gave him a big tip. Once he had gone I sat back in a comfy
chair, sipping wine and stroking my cock through the tightly stretched
fabric of the bikini, totally relaxed and horny as hell.
I drank the first glass of wine as I rubbed and stroked and masturbated
myself through the shiny lycra, then I poured a second glass and slipped
the bikini briefs off. I hopped up on the bed and lay back on a pile of
fluffy pillows, stark naked, caressing my body all over as I sipped my
wine. I ran my fingertips over my legs, arms, belly chest, played with my
nipples, fondled my balls, caressed every inch of my cock from the base to
the tip, the underside to the piss slit. I poured a third glass of wine and
got a bottle of body lotion from the bathroom. I began to rub the lotion
all over my body as I drank more wine, then I rubbed it over my balls and
lubricated my dick with it. I wanked my cock with slippery hands, then I
took some lotion on my fingers and slipped them between my ass cheeks. I
spread my legs and put a pillow under my ass and slipped two fingers up my
ass and finger fucked myself while I jerked off. I drank more wine,
wanking and fingering myself in different positions on the bed, watching
myself in a mirror on the far wall, edging gooning and getting a little
drunk too.
Finally I poured the last of the wine into the glass. I looked at the empty
bottle and had an idea. I took a handful of lotion and slathered it over
the neck of the bottle, then I lay back on the bed with my legs spread wide
and up in the air, I brought the bottle between my thighs and slowly,
gently, I pushed the neck of the bottle between my ass cheeks, further,
further, pushed it against my manhole, I pushed it harder, harder, then
suddenly OW! FUCK! It slipped in my ass! I held it there for a minute and
got used to the feeling, then pushed it a little deeper, then
deeper. Pretty soon I was pushing it in and out of my ass, watching in the
mirror as I fucked myself up the ass with a wine bottle! I was drunk and
crazy with lust. I imagined that young stud watching me fuck myself,
imagined him ripping his clothes off, imagined it was his cock up my ass,
him fucking me with his big, hard cock, pounding my ass. I fucked my ass in
multiple positions, laying on my back with legs in the air, on all fours on
the bed, standing bent over a chair. Finally I wanked myself hard and fast
as I fucked myself with the bottle, imagining the young stud fucking me
with his cock till I had a crashing, shuddering, screaming orgasm, my ass
clenching on the bottle, my cock shooting wads of cum all over the room and
all over me. Oh fuck was that intense!